While stuffing the picked up pebbles into the bag, he put the small rattan box and the rope he took from Uncle Qi on the big stones in a regular manner. After taking out his axe, he paced through the woods, picking up the thick branches that were more agreeable, and came back with many thick branches.

It was cut into several sections, each about a foot long, and the top was sharpened in pairs, and there was a hole in the pair that was just enough for the rope to pass through. Take a rope and slam it on the axe to break it. Tie it through the hole, carry the homemade wooden target to the tree, and hang it under the branch with ease.

Forget to retreat to the big rock, and invite a leaf to raise his hand is a flick, and it bends out, and hits the target with ease. Under the blow of the leaves, the wooden target pulled the rope and slammed into the trunk.

It's just this effect.,Forgetfulness is very satisfied.,In addition to the first hit is a stationary wooden target.,The back is to deal with the chaotic wooden target.。 In the temple of the witch god who stays alone, he can only think about this method.

After making five more and hanging them up one by one, Forgetfulness began a new cultivation. Invite more leaves to pile on the big rocks, and shoot the bow left and right.

One hit, medium. Two hits, medium. Three hits, empty. Stretching out his hand and gesturing twice, after the wooden target changed direction, he predicted the wrong trajectory. Again, forgetfulness is extraordinarily focused. Raise your hand and flick out the leaves. One hit, medium. Two hits, empty. Just a wooden target on a tree brought such difficulty, and the forgetfulness was somewhat unexpected.

After abandoning all distractions, forget your feelings and get back on the road.

One hit, medium. Two hits, medium. Three hits, medium ...... The fifth blow missed. But fortunately, at least there has been progress. Go on......

The technique must not only be skillful, but also the subtlety of predicting the trajectory of the object.

When waiting for sleepiness to strike, I don't know how many times I waved my hand to practice. He only knew the most, and he hit fifty-two hits in a row.

Before he closed his eyes and fell asleep, his head was still shaking with a wooden target tied to a branch.

When he woke up the next day, he made two marks on the big rock, went to the woods to cut thick branches, and then concocted a wooden target according to his memories of yesterday. Don't be too ambitious, start with the simplest drill and hit each hit, and then you can go step by step.

Waiting for the moon wheel to emerge on its own with a faint moon halo, Forgetfulness stopped his movements, and he sat on the stone and threw the leaves of the day.

The most time was 249 strokes in a row. I forgot the number and remembered it deeply.

After resting for a while, he picked up Dream Butterfly's cultivation. Dream Butterfly's pace is indeed fluttering, and it can often make opponents unpredictable. After visualizing the charm of the crescent moon, he can even prune and prune his leaves. With trees as the enemy, stepping on the dream butterfly to move in a variety of ways, whether it is fleeing from a few trees, or stepping a few steps around the enemy, forgetfulness feels more handy.

After that, he practiced the "Refining Sentiment Essence Question", and the aura fluctuations of the acupuncture points came quietly, and he fell asleep on the grass after a while.

As the days passed, and by the time the scratches reached forty-five, Forgetfulness was able to face six wooden targets and calmly hit them until the leaves ran out.

Half of his time in the temple was over, and he finally decided to go to the cave. If he had the chance, he wanted to find an opponent to practice well, and hitting the wooden target could no longer satisfy his inflated confidence.

Pack up everything and confidently step through the black smoke into the cave. It's a good way. After walking a little further than the exit, the exit appeared in front of him, and from there a white but unobtrusive light shone out.

Get out of the cave and into another world.

White light was sprinkled from the holes of different sizes and shapes on the top, and the white mist in front of them faded like a tide with the arrival of forgetfulness, making the surrounding field of vision expand inch by inch. In addition, the white mist is like a winding road between the guards, and the end is still white fog, but it is even thicker.

In addition to these visible, it is not even possible to see what is on the other side of the cave. Gently moving to the white mist, he reached out and touched it, and it was unexpectedly as hard as iron.

Looking at the white fog that almost covered this world, a tingling of the scalp was in my heart. I tried to stab and cut with Guixi and the moon wheel, but I didn't leave a trace, and I didn't even make a sound. To add insult to injury, the road was only about five feet wide.

The test can only be started on that road, and then it can only be faced head-on. Standing in front of the narrow road covered with white mist, I didn't think much about it, and I took a rest for a day.

You have to be in the best shape to deal with the test ahead.

On the second day, he walked on the winding narrow road with a sense of composure, and nothing happened, but he didn't dare to take it lightly. After turning a few more corners, he saw the white mist at the end tumbling violently.

came, I don't know what kind of test it is, I don't stop forgetting my feelings, and my heart is also rolling.

A pair of crescent moon horns took the lead, and the iron bull suddenly threw his legs and rushed downward. As soon as he saw that it was a familiar iron bull, he was a little relieved, and he even took the initiative to meet it in a hurry.

After calling out the moon wheel to become larger, he secretly used the horn word trick to resist the impact of the iron bull, and at the moment of contact, he was shocked. There was no room for response, and he slammed into the wall of white mist like a paper kite with a broken thread, and dragged him across it with great force. The pain in his back was so hot that he was numb, and he quickly borrowed his strength to fall. And all this seemed to be expected in the eyes of Tie Niu, who had already rushed to the point of forgetfulness.

A hand of the earth appeared in time, and the golden sand whirlpool under the feet of forgetfulness splashed for a while.

With a bang, the back of Houtu's hand flew a few strands of golden sand, but finally stopped the iron bull without moving. Poof, a mouthful of blood spit on the ground, forgetting that he didn't expect that the iron bull did not slow down after such a curve, and even increased its strength, and he was caught off guard and suffered a loss.

The mouthful of blood pierced the ground, and it immediately calmed him down. If you're not careful, it's not just blood.

The sound of moo came from the hand of Houtu, and the sound of hooves digging the soil, and the golden sand in the hand of Houtu accelerated the flow. But the strength of the iron bull has not changed significantly. Just as he was wondering, the thick white mist at the end gave an answer, and he unexpectedly released an iron ox to rush down.

Raising the hand without emotion is to add two hands of the earth, and it becomes three next to each other.

There was a burst of golden sand, and the original hand of the back soil had been broken, and even more vigor hit the second one. And forgetfulness can't see the situation of the later iron bull clearly, one is the narrow road, and the other is the large hand of the back soil. However, Forgetfulness will not be inactive, and immediately conjure out the fangs and add him as a scout.

And the pupils of the forgetful eyes floated with a burst of light, and he saw the two iron bulls clearly through the fangs. In addition to their size, they have different "lines", the first is all red, the second is gray, and there are seven or eight white dots the size of a thumb on the side of the body. The iron bull in the back has a pair of meniscus horns with white qi connected to the back of the first iron bull, and it seems that they increase their qi through this connection.

Letting the fangs retreat behind it, it didn't look like it was bloodthirsty, because it instinctively sensed that the two cows in front of it could only be counted as dead things. After looking around, it reassuredly watched from the wall to see how forgetfulness could solve the current dilemma.

Forgetfulness is still a bit confusing, and they have changed first. The two iron bulls shouted in unison, and another one was drawn.

shouted "Oh no", and put up three more ways with the hand of the back soil in front of him, and after a while, the strength of the iron bull overlapped pierced through the two at once.

Although Forgetfulness temporarily blocked the impact of the Iron Bull, his figure slowly retreated, and if he could not find a solution, he was pushed back to the beginning of the narrow path, that is, when the exploration of the Witch Temple failed.

The fangs floated over again to examine it carefully, and the only difference between the third iron bull and the second was the number of white dots and the location of their distribution. This obvious difference is definitely the key to this test, but there is no clue about it.

It's embarrassing for a while. The number of iron bulls continues to increase, and Forgetfulness retreats while building more hands of the earth. The more you go to the back, the more frightened you are, and you can still feel the majestic strength of the iron bull through the hands of this multi-layered back earth.

Through the fangs, I forgot to see these messages: nine iron oxen, three of them were red, and the other six were all gray and had white spots, and the red was followed by two gray heads.

Compared with the six, the six-headed must be more threatening. Moreover, there is no difference between the three heads of red, and the gray and white of the six heads are only distinguished by white spots. In this way, it is how to use "white dots" to solve problems.

The hand of the back soil was tightly blocked in front, and the size of the iron bull could not even turn around on this narrow road. It is conceivable that this terrain also hides some hints, stopping the iron bull is one aspect, and taking advantage of this special feature is another.

If you change the direction, you may be able to see a different scenery...... Think about it, don't fall into the trap, relax and relax...... Think ahead, don't just limit yourself to the trials here...... These words of encouragement kept popping up in Forgetful's head.

Oh yes, the front......

Isn't this scene exactly the same as when you practice the crescent moon charm in the woods before you forget to enter the cave? Aren't those six trees all there is?

Moreover, the iron bull can't destroy it, and it has to be an iron bone, so it has to be clever. Isn't it the same reason to hang down beside the tree and make a wooden target and the white spots on the gray iron ox? There are four words called "right in the bull's-eye."

But this is still an idea, and we have to try it to see if it can be done.

The fangs swam to the hand of the earth, hanging against the wall of the white mist, but fortunately, the hand of the earth of the nine paths was not as far away as the six trees.

Cang Yu drilled out of his ungrateful wrist, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out the green leaves. Forgetfulness used its fangs to correct the attack, and when he raised his hand, he threw out a piece of the green leaf, which drew a crescent moon and inserted it into the white dot with unmistakable accuracy.

Tie Niu screamed, Jiu Niu's strength increased a little, and he hurriedly added a hand of Houtu. It works, at least with different variations. It seems that those white dots are not broken one by one, thinking of this, I forgot to remember four words: Ku Ding Xie Niu.

Hey, if I knew this, I should have used the moon ring and Guixi in that forest to practice down, and I forgot that my heart was bitter, and the moon wheel was cut away with white dots, and the slightest mistake would provoke the iron bull to increase his strength a little.

But at this time, I had to drive the ducks to the shelves. Even if the six iron bulls are exposed, they have to face it head-on. Forgetfully and solemnly shrunk the moon ring, and after the moon halo faded and became thicker, he threw it up without hesitation.

Just if it was a leaf......